For tens of thousands of years, who would dare to be so arrogant in front of us. "

Gong Chuhe didn't answer in a hurry, but looked down and asked, "Four evils, are you okay?"

I saw the bald man struggling to stand up, his eyes were a little distracted, and he said in a low voice: "It's scary."

"What's wrong with you?" asked the elder next to him.

"I have also fought against a saint, even if it is a saint, I can persist for a long time," the big man said to himself.

"But just now, I felt as weak as an ant, an ant that was trampled to death at will.

It feels like... "

Speaking of this, the big man shrank his pupils and raised his head suddenly, "The king of gods is alive."

Hearing the big man's words, Gong Chuhe narrowed his eyes slightly, and didn't speak for a long time, as if he was thinking about something.

"Why did the suzerain let him go?" The old man next to him seemed to be a little confused.

"Could it be that you are really afraid of him?"

"This is only part of it," Gong Chuhe shook his head and explained.

"Haven't you ever thought about why the ancestors built the god-climbing ladder?"

Looking at the people below, they all frowned and remained silent.

Gong Chuhe continued: "If it's just an ordinary inheritance, the ancestors will definitely leave it to us.

How could it be easily given to others?

There are remnant souls of the ancestors guarding them, do we need to teach the ancestors how to do things?

The so-called floating clouds don't ask for it, even if some things come, not only are they useless, but they will also lead to disasters.

And that Lin Qiu, in front of so many of us, can still remain so calm.

This is pretending not to come, which means that he really has the confidence and is not afraid of us. "

"So the suzerain gave him the token to befriend him," said the elder below with a smile.

"Sovereign High Regards."

"It's not a good opinion, but I just believe in the judgment of the ancestors," Gong Chuhe said, waving his hands.

"Try not to be an enemy of him, and order someone to send him away."

……

Coming out of the Hall of Eternity, Xu Zimo smiled slightly.

The leader of the Eternal Divine Sect is really not a mediocre person, he knows how to review the current situation.

Jiuyou outside was a little anxious, and he was relieved to see Xu Zimo come out safely.

"Are you all right?" she asked.

"Let's go back to the ancient city, I have some things to do," Xu Zimo shook his head and said.

It was still the flying sedan chair when he came, and he took Xu Zimo back to the ancient city.

Chapter 702

The flying sedan carried Xu Zimo back to the ancient city again.

The ancient city is still as prosperous as before, Xu Zimo wants to go to the so-called immortal ruins before leaving.

Maybe there will be some unexpected gains.

"Go wait in the inn, I have something to do," Xu Zimo said to Jiuyou.

"Can't you take me with you?" Jiuyou asked.

"You can't go to the core of the Xiandao ruins," Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.

Jiuyou had no choice but to nod and went back to the inn. She knew that Xu Zimo didn't want to get involved in some things.

After parting with Jiuyou, Xu Zimo went alone to the site of the Immortal Dao.

The Xiandao site is located in Nancheng District, and it is also one of the famous places in this ancient city.

There have been rumors among the residents of Wangu City for many years about the relevant events of the great war that year.

It is said that in the world outside the Xiandao Bridge, the leader led people to invade the Eternal Continent.

The Eternal God King risked his life to seal the crack, and finally fought against the remaining people in the Eternal City.

All the god kings in the entire Eternal Continent gathered together, and the battle was so dark that the sun and the moon faded.

In the end, the leader "Qiong Qi" was beheaded here, and his subordinates were also wiped out in sevens and eights.

Afterwards, people rebuilt the ancient city, and divided the core area of ​​the most tragic war into Nancheng District.

Because the fierce intention of Qiongqi in the core is too strong, it cannot be rebuilt at all.

People can only hope that these vicious thoughts will gradually die down as time goes by.

Just as Xu Zimo walked into Nancheng District, he suddenly ran into someone head-on.

When this man approached Xu Zimo, his eyes suddenly flashed fiercely, and he directly picked up a sharp knife and killed Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo frowned slightly, and slapped the man away.

The man's body slammed into the wall beside him heavily, bloody and bloody, unable to move.

"The remnants of the past?" Xu Zimo frowned slightly.

"This action is really fast. I didn't even have time to go to the ruins of the immortal way, so I was staring at me."

After killing the attacker, Xu Zimo had just walked a few steps.

There was a sound of "boom", and the heavy gate of Nancheng District was slowly closed behind him.

Originally directly ahead, on the main street of Nancheng District, the bustling street crowd suddenly became quiet.

"Puff puff puff..." The sound of countless swords entering the body instantly resounded throughout the street.

A group of people took off their coats, revealing the red gowns they were wearing underneath.

At a glance, there are almost thousands of these people in red gowns, and the entire street is densely occupied.

And those innocent passers-by were stabbed into the body by unsuspecting long knives and killed directly.

In an instant, the bustling street was thrown into chaos, and the surviving passers-by rushed to the shops on both sides, trying to hide.

And those people in red shirts didn't care, because their goal from the beginning was Xu Zimo.

When everyone fled, only the red shirts were left in the whole street.

A large group of people in red shirts rushed over from all around, surrounding Xu Zimo three layers in and out.

The leader was an old man, wearing a bright red robe with a swirl symbol printed on his chest.

Although the old man is old, he is full of energy and radiant.

He has a pair of eagle eyes, a hooked nose, and his gaze gives people a strong sense of oppression.

A faint holy power permeates from the whole body.

"Boy, hand over the key," the leading old man said in a low voice.

"You won't let me go if you don't, so why give it to you," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"You offer the key, and I allow you to join our Qiwei Cult," the leading old man pondered for a while.

Said: "I only give you ten breaths of time to think about it, if you don't pay it, you will die."

"It seems that the Eternal God King underestimated you. He thought you were hiding in the Eternal City, but he never expected that you have already eroded a city," Xu Zimo said.

"If you give it some more time, I'm afraid the entire Eternal City will be turned upside down by you."

"Boy, you people in the Eternal Continent are just frogs in a well, and you have never seen how big this world is,"

The leading old man said coldly: "There are only a few god kings, and not many people can achieve it in a lifetime.

But if we are afraid of teaching, when we return to the bishop in the future, you people can have a bright future, why don't you plan great things with us. "

"Let's forget it, your boss is dead here, and you, a little saint, dare to speak wildly like a frog in a well," Xu Zimo shook his head and sneered.

The leading old man frowned, waved his right hand slightly, and said lightly, "Kill him."

Hearing the order, all the people in red shirts around were bee chrysalis to kill Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo raised his head and looked into the distance. At the end of the main street, in that empty square, was the end of the Xiandao ruins.

He walked towards the end of the street step by step, turning a blind eye to the thousands of people crowded around him.

Noisy roars and shouts of killing resounded all around.

Xu Zimo walked forward step by step, and the majestic power around him began to gather.

Every time he took a step, the momentum on his body became stronger, and the sense of oppression became stronger and stronger.

The wind blew up, and a spiritual vortex condensed under Xu Zimo's feet.

The closer you get to Xu Zimo, the stronger the gravity of the people around you will feel, and your movements will be very slow.

Xu Zimo slowly raised his right hand, and dozens of people around him flew out like this.

As he stepped forward, his eyes were calm without any fluctuations, and his body did not hesitate.

As he walked step by step, dozens of people flew out around him from time to time.

But those people didn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

"Booming" explosions and screams sounded one after another in the street, and the rare sunshine in autumn shone in the air.

The golden light sprinkled on the earth, and sprinkled on the fallen corpses.

When Xu Zimo walked through this street and stood in the square at the other end, the street was already covered with corpses behind him.

The ruins were ruined, and the corpses were piled up as high as a hill.

Right in front, the only person standing was the leading red-robed old man.

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